Tuesday, January 8, 2008

Tidy town

Trimmed lawns, roses growing in profusion by neat fences, dahlias staked and tied. People who smile hello just because you are there. Quiet streets to meander without looking for cars.

I am surprised there is no sign at the gateway to Oberon bragging “Tidy Town Winner”.

From A Red, Red Rose by Robert Burns
"O my Luve's like a red, red rose
That's newly sprung in June;
O my Luve's like the melodie
That's sweetly played in tune.
As fair art thou, my bonnie lass,
So deep in luve am I;
And I will luve thee still, my dear,
Till a' the seas gang dry:"

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